Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Even inside the greenhouse, Stella could see the outside scenery receding in afterimages.

After watching for a while, Stella closed her eyes and decided to be kinder to herself and not force herself to remember every place she passed.

Although Andrei had brought something that could conceal his presence, the dragons had to search for him like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It's strange that Savison and the dragons have repeatedly ignored the same location.

With this impression and the unaffected Stella by his side, Savison's search for the child suddenly accelerated considerably.

Savison has excellent eyesight; even when flying high in the sky, he can see everything happening on the ground.

The further north they went, the colder the weather became.

The falling snowflakes made Stella, who lived in the ever-spring-like Elf Forest, feel a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, she had a greenhouse that was warm in winter and cool in summer, so she didn't feel cold.

It does snow occasionally on Dragon Island where Savison lives, but right now, the snow's greatest help to him is getting his somewhat dazed mind back to normal.

His eyelashes were covered in snow, but he grew calmer and more meticulous in his search.

Savison traveled solely on his physical body, and the humans below did not notice him along the way.

Just before they were about to enter the far north, Stella opened the greenhouse and pulled Savison down by the hair.

"Ouch!" Savison rubbed his scalp, which was sore from being pulled, but his first reaction was not to accuse her. "Stella, have you found Andrei?"

“I’m not so sure, but I feel like it looks a lot like him,” Stella said, directing him to walk back.

They quietly reappeared above a small town.

Savison searched for a long time but couldn't find any trace of his son, so he asked again, "Stella, do you remember where you saw someone who looked like Andrei just now?"

Stella peered down from the edge of the greenhouse, her expression suddenly turning somewhat strange.

Not to mention Savison wouldn't recognize her, Stella might have overlooked it too if she hadn't been so convinced she wouldn't make a mistake.

“Savison, look at that little beggar on the right side of the street, behind the third house, who is he?”

"A little beggar?" Savison looked in the direction she was referring to, and his expression became quite varied.

"That wretched brat," Savison said, covering his face. "Stella, do you really think I absolutely have to have this child?"

Stella suppressed a laugh: "I think you could use the tip of your fingernail to hook him back, and let the Dragon Queen see what kind of life her darling is trying to live by running away from home."

“Good idea,” Savison quietly appeared in front of the little beggar Andrei.

Andrei was frowning when a pair of familiar boots adorned with jewels suddenly appeared before him. He was startled and almost jumped up from the ground, quickly trying to dodge to the side.

Savison has been searching for so long, how can we let him get away like this?

No matter which direction Andrei ran, Savison always managed to cleverly block his way.

However, things don't happen more than three times.

When Andrei tried to run away for the fourth time, Savison impatiently grabbed his clothes and lifted him up.

Andrei chuckled awkwardly, "Father, why did you come out? How could I trouble you to carry me yourself? Why don't you put me down and walk by yourself?"

"Put you down and then just watch you run it all over again?" Savison glanced at him and said sarcastically, "Andrei, are you planning to play hide-and-seek with me too?"

“No, how could that be?” Andrei appeared completely obedient, but neither Stella nor Savison believed him at all.

Just as Andrei was thinking about how to beg for mercy, Stella noticed the commotion at the street corner and alerted Savison, "Someone's coming."

Andrei then noticed her presence and his face lit up with surprise.

Just before he was about to open his mouth to greet them, Savison covered his mouth, took Stella with him, and flew straight into the sky.

Stella looked down and was surprised to find that the people coming in from the street corner were familiar faces.

That's right, it's Catherine and her group on their way to Dragon Island.

Savison was very fast; in the blink of an eye, they had already left the town.

But if Stella and her group were even slightly slower, they would probably be the ones encountering Andrei first, along with Catherine and her group.

Stella could roughly guess what would happen next without even thinking about it.

Savison sped back to Dragon Island, not forgetting to signal to the other tribesmen that he had found Andrei.

When they returned to Dragon Island, the open space in the center of the island was packed with people. It was probably the same size as a regular clan meeting.

Stella glanced at it and asked tactfully, "Should I leave for a while?"

"No/Stella, no!"

Savison and Andrei spoke at the same time, but they both expressed the same meaning.

Andrei knew he would get a beating when he got back, and thought that with Stella there, his parents wouldn't dare beat him in front of outsiders, so he hoped Stella would stay and save him.

As for Savison, he planned to teach the boy a lesson before finding out the details. If the rebel had any schemes, he would have Stella listen in and then report back to the Elf King, saving him the trouble of explaining.

Besides, we were able to find Andrei thanks to Stella, so there was no need to avoid her.

Stella stayed behind and watched as the Dragon Queen carefully examined Andre while holding him. After explaining her worries and fears, she suddenly changed her expression and stepped aside.

"Mother?" Andrei was comforting his mother with guilt when he suddenly saw her actions and called out in confusion.

The next moment, his friends came out.

"Andrei, you've made us worry so much, you should at least come and comfort us!"

Just as Andrei was awkwardly trying to apologize to his friend, he was met with a fist the size of a sandbag.

Andrei isn't stupid; he wouldn't just stand there and wait for them to beat him up.

Normally, Andrei might have been able to fight the little dragon cubs to a draw, but now, having had a long and tiring journey and spent several days as a beggar without proper food, how could Andrei possibly withstand his companions attacking together?

"Cousin, come help me quickly!"

Stella closed her eyes and stopped looking in that direction.

Why did Andrei have to call him his cousin?

His cousin had given him so many instructions before, but he ignored them all and didn't take them to heart at all. Now he's angry, so it's no wonder he can't help him.

As Stella had predicted, Andrei's cousin joined in, seemingly trying to break up the fight, but in reality, Andrei was kicked in the backside before he knew it, and then kicked in the buttocks before he knew it again.

After this happened several times, Andrei finally realized, "Cousin, whose side are you on? Why are you helping them beat me up?"

Savison closed his eyes, turned to the Dragon Queen and said, "My dear, I don't think Andre's brain is like ours. Why don't we create another alt and send it to the Elf King to teach? Look at Stella, she's been taught very well by the Elf King."

The Dragon Queen glanced at her son, who was squealing and yelling in the arena, and leaned closer to her husband. She said casually, "My dear, I think you're right. Andrei not only didn't inherit your intelligence, but he's also not as brave as you. He's really not suitable to be the future Dragon King."

Stella was caught off guard by these two sentences and paused for a moment.

No, do you dragons decide whether someone can become an heir so hastily?

Stella glanced at them, relieved. "But even though it was a joke, Savison, you really have a knack for thinking things through. You just blurted it out without even considering whether the King would actually agree."

Stella looked up at the sky, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

As long as this matter isn't brought up in front of the Elf King, it's all just a joke, and she can just listen to it and forget about it.

In just a short while, the group of little dragon cubs in the arena had finished their one-sided demand for an explanation from Andrei.

Andrei's face was clean and white, but he was grimacing and felt pain all over his body, clearly having been beaten quite a bit.

But whether it was the adult dragons watching, or Savison and the Dragon Queen standing beside Stella, enduring Andrei's most excessive displays of affection, they all turned a deaf ear to it, and even praised the other little dragon cubs for their progress.

After all, dragons are different from other races; they have thick skin and strong regenerative abilities, and even dragon cubs are no exception.

As for the dragon cubs' attack on Andrei, at most he would suffer some physical pain, let alone serious injuries or internal wounds. He would be fine in an hour or two at most.

Moreover, Andrei was personally taught by Savison, and the Savison couple knew exactly what he was capable of.

The reason this kid got beaten up like this is partly because he tried to be clever and win his parents' sympathy, thus saving them the trouble of a doubles beating.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that the moment he raised his tail, his parents would know what he was up to, but they pretended not to know and let him get a good scolding from his friends first.

As for mixed doubles, of course, it can't be left out. Otherwise, if they don't learn their lesson this time, they might run away from home again. If something really happens, they don't want to see their son's body.

Of course, it's also good to ask about the situation now, and it's not impossible for Andrei to temporarily believe that his clever trick has succeeded.

Seeing that his elders had stopped talking, Andrei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and answered his parents' questions without reservation.

“There was a wandering poet. I rescued him on the outskirts of Dragon Island. In return, he sang me poems and told me many stories about the outside world.”

Andrei was a little guilty: "He said he was the heir of a noble family, and because there were too many rules in his family, he wanted to travel around and see the world while he was still young."

As Andrei recounted his story, Stella and the others became almost certain that the bard was definitely up to something.

A wandering poet who, despite his misfortune on Dragon Island, was still dressed neatly and showed no sign of destitution, was probably someone that Andrei considered worthy of his friendship and trust.

“Andrei,” Stella interrupted his praise, “is it that the songs of the elves and fairies are not beautiful enough, or that their stories are not moving enough?”

Andrei stopped abruptly: "No, the songs of fairies and elves are certainly beautiful, but that bard is somewhat different."

After thinking for a long time, Andrei finally found a comparable one: "I think that bard's singing voice is comparable to Doris's, but not quite the same. His singing voice makes me feel as if I can really see those things, and makes me want to touch and experience them myself."

Stella's eyes narrowed; this description sounded familiar.

There are few creatures that can rival the most beautiful singing voices of mermaids, let alone one with such a seductive voice.

Stella pondered for a moment, and subconsciously thought of sirens.

After all, sirens and mermaids are of the same race. Although sirens are no longer the sea god's servants and can no longer sing mermaid songs, their beautiful voices still remain.

If that bard really is a siren, then this is going to be troublesome.

Before the specifics are clear, no one knows whether this is an isolated case or a collective defection of the sirens to the rebels.

The former is manageable, but the latter—the merfolk who haven't been disturbed by outsiders for hundreds of years—may be in trouble.

Clearly, Savison was also aware of the seriousness of the problem.

After patiently learning that Andrei's escape route was also related to that bard, the smarter dragons didn't look too happy.

“Your Majesty,” said the Dragon Clan strategist, “that person directed Andrei in that direction and then found a way to help him evade our pursuit. There must be some scheme behind it.”

"Now that we've found Andrei, and we haven't encountered anything unusual on the way, we don't know if his plan failed or if we stumbled upon it by accident."

“I think we should calculate it in the latter way,” Stella said, even though she was already certain, she didn’t want to explain further in front of so many dragons.

“They certainly wouldn’t have plotted against Andrei without a reason. Once they discovered he wasn’t where he was supposed to be, they would definitely have a next plan.”

"I think we should remind the merfolk to be more vigilant."

Andrei no longer felt any pain in his body. He scratched his head, completely baffled as to how they could glean so much from what he was saying.

“Well,” Andrei opened his mouth, drawing their attention, “although the route planning was related to that bard, the real decision about whether or not to go was mine.”

"These were all decisions I made on the spur of the moment, and I've never told anyone before. Aren't you overthinking this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragons around him, including Stella and Andrea's adult cousin, all wore complicated expressions.

The Dragon Queen looked at Savison with a blank expression: "My dear, although we were just joking, I think we should really reconsider that proposal."

"Andrei is perhaps more suited to be an elder than a clan leader."

Savison gently patted the Dragon Queen's hand, his face serious: "My dear, I think the most urgent thing we should do is teach Andrei how to properly empty his brain."

“You’re right, my dear,” the Dragon Queen agreed with Savison’s suggestion, nodding to her fellow tribesmen around her. “I’m sorry, we need some private time.”

After saying this, the Dragon Queen stepped forward, picked up Andrei, and went into the cave first, followed by Savison.

The dragons standing in the open space looked at each other.

Hmm, Andrei really didn't eat enough; his voice is weak!